Two updates in one week. Craziness, lol. It helps to know where the story is going. Also when you already have random scenes written lol. As always thank you for the reviews. I hope you like the chapter. It's on the short side. Anyways enjoy.

Wow, sorry everyone. I wasn't paying attention to the upload. I just went to the bottom and selected the document, not paying attention to the title. So here is the actual Chapter 15. Thank you for letting me know. The one time I don't check the live preview, I mess up.

It was Christmas Eve, and the glee club was at Mr. Shuster's home. They were decorating another Christmas tree. Rachel didn't know how this happened. This was the third tree she had decorated this year. She stopped celebrating Christmas around the time she found out there was no Santa. The craziest part was it was Coach Sylvester that got the club there for the Spanish teacher. She admitted to stealing all the gifts and destroying all the Christmas decorations.

Rachel looked around the tree and made eye contact with her ex-boyfriend. Finn gave the diva his signature crooked smile. She smiled back, and thought back to the night they tried to get another tree for the club.

Finn took a deep breath taking in the scent of pine. "You know, whenever we put the tree up I always knew Christmas was really here," Finn said giving a nearby tree a shake.

"It makes sense. It's the foundation of Christmas .It's hearth of the Christmas home. Without it, there wouldn't be anywhere to hang the ornaments or put the presents under." Rachel replied.

"Yea, I know what you mean. Why don't you go check out the Douglases. I'm gonna look down this row of Fraser first. And we'll meet at the end," Finn suggested.

"Okay."

Finn turned to make his way down the row of trees. Rachel reached up to the tall boy. "Wait," she said to his back.

The boy let out a sigh, "Yea Rachel?"

"I owe you an apology," Rachel started.

"An apology for what?"

"I used you Finn. When I gave you the Christmas gift last week it wasn't to get back together with you. I was really trying to make someone else jealous," Rachel confessed.

"What?" Finn said trying not to yell.

"I'm sorry Finn. It didn't even work. I wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine but it backfired."

"Wait? You said she?"

"Yes. I said she. It's a girl Finn. We started seeing each other romantically last week. But it's complicated."

"So you're gay now. Did I do this? Did I turn you gay?"

"Oh god no. It's not any one person's fault Finn. It's something that has always been there. And it wasn't until I found a girl that had feelings for me. That allowed me to explore my feelings."

"Is that why you were such a prude?" Finn asked.

"God Finn, why are you fixated on that. I wouldn't have sex with you, get over it. We women are more than our bodies. Until you realize this you'll keep having girlfriends that cheat on you," Rachel spat.

Finn was taken by surprise and hurt by the diva's words. Rachel then turned and left the quarterback alone with his Fraser pine trees.

Rachel felt bad for the last thing she said to the boy. The next day at school she immediately apologized to Finn.

"Hey Finn," Rachel said fiddling with her hands as she approached her ex.

"Rachel," Finn said monotone.

"Listen Finn, I'm sorry about what I said last night."

"Thanks Rachel. I'm sorry too. I shouldn't be fixated on sex. I love you Rachel. And I don't know the girl you've fallen for, but she's a lucky girl."

"Thank you Finn. I was hoping we could still be friends."

"I'd like that."

"Come here," she said opening her arms.

The boy lent down and wrapped her arms around the petite diva. He smiled as the pulled away. "So Rachel... Who is the girl that has you all hot and bothered?"

Rachel slapped the boy, "Finn!"

"What? I'm still a guy. Two girls together is totally hot."

"I will never understand the male mind."

"Who cares about understanding the male mind? So… Who is it?" Finn egged again.

"I'm sorry Finn Hudson. That is a question I will not answer," with that Rachel turned and went to her seat for glee practice.

Rachel then turned her attention to the girl who has stolen her heart. Quinn briefly made eye contact before turning her attention back to the tree. Rachel had noticed that the PDA with Sam has toned down greatly after their discussion. She noticed whenever Sam would go in for a kiss from Quinn; she always turned her head so he'd kiss her cheek instead. She hadn't seen anymore mistletoe either. It still pained Rachel to see Quinn with the boy, but it didn't hurt as bad. There was a moment Quinn took Rachel by surprise.

The glee club was in the teacher's lounge singing 'Welcome Christmas' to the teachers. They were still trying to raise money for the McKinny-Vento Homeless Children and Youth Program. The cheerleader did stand at the end of the row of girls. She just so happened to be standing right between the donation container and Rachel.

The song started off normal, everyone singing their parts. Rachel did take notice the cheerleader was looking at her at the start of the song. Rachel had her hands clamped together in front of her, but got uncomfortable and moved her hands behind her. It was convenient she moved her hands during the line 'Christmas day is in our grasp.' The line that followed was 'So long as we have hands to clasp.' After that line was sung Quinn reached for Rachel's hand behind her back, interlocking their fingers. Rachel smiled and kept singing. She didn't want to draw more attention to them.

What Rachel and Quinn didn't realize was Finn took notice of the gesture. He thought it was odd but he didn't make the connection. Well not yet.

When they finished the group made their way to the choir room. They received a Christmas miracle as Artie was able to walk with the help of a ReWalk. No one knew where it came from, but it didn't matter.

The night was coming to an end at Mr. Shuster's house. They spent the time decorating, and did some more caroling. Quinn was Rachel's ride home. Sam had been persistent in driving Quinn, but the cheerleader held her ground. She had one more thing up her sleeve to make things up to the diva for continuing to see the football player.

"You want to come in?" Rachel asked when Quinn cut the engine.

"I want to but I can't. You said it yourself; no one should be alone on Christmas Eve. I can't help but feel guilty for leaving my mom alone tonight," Quinn replied.

"Oh," Rachel said looking down at her hands.

"Hey, don't do that," Quinn said placing her finger under Rachel's chin gently lifting her head up. "I have something for you."

Quinn reached behind Rachel's seat and pulled out a small box wrapped in Christmas paper. She handed it over to Rachel. "I know you no longer celebrate Christmas, so it's more of a late Birthday gift."

"You know when my birthday is?" Rachel asked.

"Yea, it was last week, December eighteenth. I wanted to give it to you then, but we haven't had a moment alone so I could give it to you. I know things haven't been ideal for you. I wish I could give you what you really want."

Rachel looked at the box in her hand. "And what do I really want?"

"Me," Quinn replied.

Rachel looked at her confused by her response, "I do have you Quinn."

"No," Quinn reached over for Rachel's hand. "I mean all of me. Not just behind closed doors. I wish I could walk down the hall holding your hand. Let people see us together. But I'm so afraid and I can't apologize enough for –"

"Shhhh," Rachel put her hand on Quinn's lips. "I understand. You didn't grow up in an environment that would accept you regardless of who you are. And had conservative beliefs drilled into your head. You've been kicked out once, and deemed a disappointment. I'm here for you Quinn. I just think we need to tone it down until you overcome your fears."

"So what does toning it down entail?"

Rachel took a deep breath. "We're friends… nothing more, no kissing, no cuddling, etcetera."

"That sounds reasonable. We can still hang out and have sleep overs right?"

"Of course," Rachel replied.

"Good, now open your gift."

Rachel turned her attention to the box in her hand. She slowly took the top off revealing a gold necklace with a star pendent. "Oh Quinn, it's perfect," Rachel gasped.

"I take it you like it."

"No love it," Rachel said taking the necklace out the box. "Thank you," Rachel extended her arms for Quinn to fill the void.

Quinn obliged. When they released Quinn took the necklace into her hands. "Turn around," she ordered.

Rachel did as she was told and moved her hair out of the way. She felt the cool metal on her skin, and Quinn's warm fingers. The touch cause chills to go through her body. It had only been two weeks since Quinn spent the night, but Rachel didn't realize how much she missed Quinn's touch. Quinn moved her hands to Rachel's biceps giving her a light squeeze, signaling she was done. Rachel looked over her shoulder, "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Quinn replied, releasing Rachel.

The diva reached over the console pulling Quinn into another hug. The hug was longer than normal. Before Rachel let go she gave Quinn an extra squeeze before abruptly leaving Quinn's car. The cheerleader watched Rachel in shock. She didn't understand the abruptness of her actions. Once she saw Rachel was in her home she made her way home. She drove home in silence. She didn't even turn on the radio. She was too distracted to notice her phone made the noise signaling she had a text.

Quinn got home and exited her vehicle. It was force of habit check her phone as she walked into her house. She saw a text from Rachel.

Hey Quinn. Sorry for leaving you like I did. It's hard to be so close to you and not kiss you. The temptation was too great. Again I'm sorry, and hope we will see each other over this holiday break.

Quinn smiled at the message before responding.

No worries. I know the feeling. We will. I'll get in touch with you after Christmas.